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Yohan, the first leader of the first district in the Aracnia Empire, was a man of contradictions. Once a mere beggar on the streets, he had risen to power through sheer determination and a ruthless ambition fueled by a love that bordered on obsession.
In another dimension, a war raged within the Shinigami, an organization dedicated to serving the enigmatic God of Death. The once vibrant streets were now desolate, filled with the stench of decay and the echoes of forgotten lives.
Amidst the chaos, a young boy, his body skeletal and frail, sat behind a crumbling wall. Lucia, at that time shrouded in a veil of mystery, knelt before him, her hand outstretched.
"Do you want to live?" she asked, her voice a gentle whisper.
The boy, lost and confused, shook his head.
"Hmm, then do you want to eat food? I have some in my place," she offered, creating a loaf of bread with a flick of her wrist.
The boy, his eyes wide with wonder, devoured the bread, his hunger momentarily satiated. Lucia smiled, her touch a comforting warmth.
The boy, unable to see her face beneath the veil, was captivated by her smile, a ray of light in the darkness. He followed her, his loyalty unwavering. Years turned into decades, and Lucia trained him, molding him into a weapon, a loyal servant.
"It's time," Lucia said, her gaze fixed on the approaching eclipse, a celestial event that held a profound significance.
"I know it has been years, but let me ask you a question again," she said, her voice filled with a quiet intensity.
The boy, now a young man, knelt before her, his eyes filled with an unwavering devotion. "I... don't want to live for myself, but for you, my Master," he answered, his voice a testament to his unwavering loyalty.
He had developed feelings for her over the years, a love that blossomed in the crucible of their shared experiences. Lucia, however, remained oblivious to his affections, her heart belonging to another.
But Yohan was determined to prove his worth, to be the one she loved. He would do anything for her, anything she commanded.
"I think I tamed you too much," Lucia commented, a hint of amusement in her voice.
Yohan laughed, his heart filled with a mixture of pride and longing. He couldn't see her face, but he knew she was beautiful, a vision of grace and power. He loved her, flaws and all.
"I will do anything for you, Master. If you want me to kill, then I will do it for you. If you want the moon, then I will give it to you. Everything, Master, I want to live for you," he said, his voice filled with a passionate intensity. He reached out, his hand gently caressing hers, his lips brushing against the back of her palm.
Lucia remained silent, her expression unreadable.
"Then, I hereby declare, you," she said, withdrawing her hand and drawing a knife from her pocket. She made a deep cut in her palm, blood welling up.
"The 1st Leader among the districts. Thus, you will serve me and only me as your one and only Master. I, Lucia, will give you my blood as a promise between us to serve and sign the contract we decide."
The blood flowed freely, and Yohan, without hesitation, drank from her palm. Lucia, seemingly impervious to pain, watched him, her eyes filled with a cold, calculating intensity.
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